It seems like my life has been in an upheaval the last four weeks. It started with closing escrow on our first home, and all the tasks involved in preparing the new house and relinquishing the old one. On top of which I work 40+ hours and am finding I will need to work overtime for the next few weeks to keep my deadlines. Traveling for work is a new element that I'm also trying to get used to, and of course a trip just had to take place during this time period as well. Lastly, I have an event that I have signed up for that may be the death of me, or the birth of the new me...it remains to be seen. But it will certainly be the former if I do not get my toukas, as a good friend of mine would say, in gear and prepare for it.
With all that being said, I knew I needed to get back on my blog. Each time I chose to sit down and do nothing (times which have been few and far between), or when I chose to go out and finally enjoy myself for an evening, I had this blog blinking like a flashy Vegas signboard in the back of my mind. On this gaudy signboard in my mind, there were words plastered all over in garish colors, such as, "YOU wanted this, YOU make it happen!" and "You think famous authors go out dancing when they haven't written a word for a month???"
And on top of that, this signboard had a soundtrack with voices that sounded suspiciously like close friends who are not afraid to call me out on my laziness, inattention, or whatever else I felt like calling my lack of presence on my own blog.
Looking in a magnifying mirror and seeing up close your flaws is not what I would define as fun. I'm usually a very determined person, but I have a tendency to get overwhelmed and then I start letting things slide. Anyone who's started a new exercise routine and is gung-ho about it for a month and then just sort of gradually reverts back to their old ways knows EXACTLY what I'm talking about...especially since I've done that too.
So today is not a story. Today's blog entry suspiciously resembles a journal entry, which I'd promised not to do. But I think y'all will live. And I will get my fingers warmed up for next week, and the poetry competition I had my eye on...Until then, folks, au revoir.
